In the mist-shrouded forest, a muscular Buddha statue stood there, mysterious, powerful, and invincible, like a war deity descending to vanquish demons and subdue monsters.

Its breath, mingling with the grey fog, formed a swirling mass.

The ferocious, foul-smelling creature spun around in circles, finally coming to a wobbly halt, then, in a daze, it looked up at the muscular Buddha.

The muscular Buddha cracked a smile, like a death-seeking demon, and then, with a hand as large as a fan, struck the creature's head again.